Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 535 Anchoring
Through the huge output of mana and the blessing of magical powers, he was finally able to penetrate layer upon layer of void and through barriers. Beyond the endless and distant time and space, he finally saw the owner of the ghost hand.

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows.

What jumped in front of him was a humanoid monster dressed in a black robe and looking like a mummy.

As Wen Lianggong looked at each other, the mummy silently opened its mouth and spewed out a strange breath, which quickly attacked Wen Lianggong through the void channel.

Wen Lianggong's eyes flashed slightly, and then he made a magic seal. The iron stick in his hand turned into a longbow, and the vast magic power was suddenly injected into the longbow.

When the longbow was pulled into a full moon state, a jade-white arrow condensed from pure mana appeared, and then his fingers suddenly released the bowstring.

In an instant, the boundary sea of ​​this area shook, and infinite chaotic energy rolled in. The jade-white arrow was like a black hole, madly absorbing the infinite chaotic energy around it.

Then, with the blessing of chaotic energy, the arrow turned into a long dragon of divine light spanning hundreds of millions of miles and shot towards the mummy.

The invisible yet terrifying aura that the mummy spewed out was rolled back under the long dragon of divine light, and finally it could no longer be held back and completely disintegrated.

The mummy wanted to raise his hand, but found that one of his arms was firmly grasped by Wen Lianggong and he could not break free at all.

The remaining arm had just been raised to condense a strong ominous aura when it was suddenly swallowed up by the long dragon of divine light.

Then, this void passage maintained by great magic power suddenly made a cracking sound regardless of the weight it was bearing, and collapsed completely the next moment.

Looking at the arm that he was holding tightly, Wen Lianggong's eyes were cold, and he activated the iron rod's ever-changing power, transforming it into an extremely sharp long sword.

Wen Lianggong held it in his hand and dropped it suddenly.

The blade flashed like a streak of silk and fell like a divine waterfall, cutting off the arm alive.

The force was so fierce that Wen Lianggong almost used up all his strength. After the sword cut him off, he couldn't help but stagger and retreat several steps into the air.

At this moment, the black broken arm began to continuously emit a black fluid as thick as asphalt, which quickly spread like a waterfall and polluted the empty space of the sea for hundreds of miles.

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows, fortunately it was the boundary sea!
This black fluid is the most filthy thing in the world. Once it is contaminated by even a little bit, the immortal body will be destroyed and cast down to the mortal world. In serious cases, one may fall into the state of Shura, which hides all the filth and negativity in the world.

The chaotic energy that flowed again directly burned the black filthy fluids and eliminated them completely.

The Binding Flame burned again, suppressing all the ominous curses in the body.

He then used the confinement technique to seal the black arm, preventing it from leaking out the foul liquid. He also mobilized a wisp of binding flame from his body to burn away the ominous aura that was wrapped around the black arm.

Although this black arm can be considered a source of pollution, once it is thrown into a world at random, I am afraid that this arm can completely turn the world into filth and eliminate everything.

But now that Wen Lianggong has used his great magical powers and the method of sealing, he is not worried for the time being.

Maybe it will be useful!

Wen Lianggong casually threw the arm that was blocked by nearly a thousand restrictions into the Sumeru mustard seed.

This thing might come in handy someday, although its power level is not that strong for Wen Lianggong now.

But the filthy power it carries with it and the wide-area destructive power it generates are absolutely beyond imagination.

After doing all this.

Wen Lianggong's eyes flickered, sensing a point that was faintly visible in the darkness.

The arrow just now hit the unknown mummy firmly, leaving an indelible anchor point. That should be the way back to the fairyland.

Although this road may be too difficult to walk, it is also a way to go back.

With this anchor point, Wen Lianggong was determined and waited for the opportunity.

It was not easy to come to this world sea, so of course I would temper myself with the chaotic energy first. The war of the Void Great Wall would not end in a hundred years, and those saints wanted to delay the entropy expansion of such a magnificent universe, and wanted to delay the final contraction and extinction of the universe.

I'm afraid we'll need to fill this battlefield with 99% of the immortals.

so tragic!

Just by listening to it, Wen Lianggong felt frightened.

It's not just the mortal creatures who can simply reproduce and thrive for hundreds of years to form a large clan. Instead, it takes tens of thousands of years to become an immortal, and countless epochs to move from a true immortal to a celestial immortal. It takes great opportunity, great perseverance, and great wisdom to achieve a golden immortal.

One billion immortals can be said to be the foundation accumulated by the immortal civilization for hundreds of millions of years, or even since the prehistoric times.

Now in the hands of the saint who is high above, it has turned into a flag that can be consumed at will.

Wen Lianggong felt extremely chilled just thinking about this.

The saint is the thief of this world!
After a long silence, Wen Lianggong finally sorted out his emotions. After calming down his mind, he took out the dining table again, prepared a table full of delicious food, ate and drank, and then lay down in the chaotic air with satisfaction.

When you are in a bad mood, having a good meal can always make you feel better.

Going further, he may not need to go back to the fairyland, as his ultimate goal is still to pursue the saints' law.

In the immortal world, the sage Yuanshi turned into the Great Wall, and after setting up the overall situation, he himself had to fall into a deep sleep.

However, the Supreme Saint has been in hiding since the emergence of evil thoughts, and his whereabouts are unknown.

The other saints have never been seen since the ancient times. It is unknown whether they are still in the fairyland, or like him, traveling in and out of the sea of ​​​​boundaries and traveling endlessly.

But these are just Wen Lianggong's speculations.

From an objective perspective, the information gathered today is sufficient to explain this.

The immortal saints seem to attach great importance to their own immortal universe, so they try every means to prevent it from returning to the abyss and extinction, let the universe return to the singularity, and reopen the world.

Then it is possible that the other saints are hiding behind the scenes.

After returning to the world of immortals, is the sage's law really that easy to obtain?
Wen Lianggong fell into deep thought, then looked towards the sea boundary.

Are there any saintly methods of the immortal system in this sea of ​​​​world?

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"Fuck, not again?!"

Wen Lianggong gritted his teeth, looked at the empty fishhook, and said angrily: "I just don't believe it!"

As he spoke, Wen Lianggong, who was sitting on a ball of chaotic energy, put away his fishing hook, took out a piece of chaos crystal from the Sumeru mustard seed, and with a slight pinch of his hand, crushed the palm-sized chaos crystal into small particles.

After hanging one of the small chaos crystals on the fishhook.

He swung the fishing rod slightly in his hand, and the fishhook moved along with the fishing line, being thrown an endless distance into the depths of chaos.

These days, in addition to using the chaotic energy to refine his body, Wen Lianggong also goes fishing with a fishing rod.

Unfortunately, for nearly three months, every time Wen Lianggong swung the rod, he got nothing, only empty arms.

(End of this chapter)